The rebirth of Burberry. Do you have pieces that you put in to retirement? I most certainly do and this scarf is the perfect example of that.

If you’re a Burberry fan and have been so for some time, you recognize this scarf. It must be 6-8yrs old by now. When the plaid Burberry scarf first became popular (mainstream popular), I received the classic camel color as one of my birthday gifts from mom. I lived in that scarf. About 10 months later I purchased myself the same scarf but in soft pink.

By the next winter season, this trend had exploded so much I couldn’t look at the scarf anymore. Did I think about tossing both pieces? Most certainly. Did I actually do it? No way. I simply folded them up and put them on the bottom of the scarf pile. They had a nice long rest but have come back out to play now.

I’ll start on a positive note and say, I fell in love with the color citron this summer. However I only purchased two articles of clothing in the color. I’m not sure why that was. I also seemed to be head-over-heels with full circle skirts. Solid colors, three dimensional patterns, laser cutouts, if there was a circle skirt out there, it was coming home with me.

Fashion crisis? Oh yes, there most certainly was. My goodness, just about everything with this look is wrong, wrong, wrong.

I was overconfident in my shopping skills and in knowing the sizing of one of my favorite retailers. As you can tell, both the top & skirt are ill-fitted. The top had more of a relaxed fit and so I should have gone down a size. With the skirt I had the same issue.

Both pieces were sitting in my closet for a bit and I hadn’t tried them on until the day of the shoot. Oops! Once I slipped the pieces on, I knew I had a big problem. What was my quick solution? A binder clip, much like you see on mannequins in the stores when they’ve run out of sewing pins. Unfortunately Brianne, (friend, co-worker, photographer) had a bit of a challenge trying to cinch and clip the skirt at the onset waist-band. It may not appear so but the skirt is made from very thick material. She tried her best but because the binder clip was new, it was very resistant. She was only able to pull the waist in a little bit.

So I had no choice, the shoot must go on. Lesson learned, give yourself enough time to do alterations before the big day. How embarrassing, with my dress form & sewing machine, I have no excuse.

(Side-bar: this is the last batch of pics from the summer, I promise.)

A few years back, if a friend suggested heading out to Brooklyn, I would have needed a day to figure out what I was going to wear. The voice in my head said, wear something “cool”, an ensemble that is all black. Maybe pull out your old Nine Inch Nails or The Smiths tee, something that doesn’t read Manhattan. So basically I was planning to be a poser.

These days, not a chance in hell! Why work so hard on faking it? I mean, half the people in Brooklyn are faking it themselves anyway.

The best look is the one that I feel most comfortable in and that speaks to who I really am. Should it matter that I’m not in Manhattan, or at home on Long Island, out in the Hamptons or even up in Connecticut? I don’t think so.

No shame in my style. I threw my Vineyard Vines shirt on over my tank, left my Sperry’s in the closet and went with a sandal (I live in these sandals) and was ready to meet up with my friend, co-worker & photographer Brianne.